Travis Scott is Smarter than Me
I wore my pain like bloodstains On my sleeves
Banging on all these locked doors I was trapped in my psyche
Turn it down a few degrees I can feel it burning my brain and extremities
The Muse returns, only generationally I’ve never been into Greek gods, but I felt like Aphrodite
The spawn of Uranus; Heaven’s genitals and the sea Dolphin Is Icarus. I still have no idea what that even means
But ignorance led to his death, I saw it in my dreams Too close to the sun & his wings melted, he plunged to the sea
I wonder every day if he met Aphrodite If he did, I’m sure it felt something like the day I saw Eternity
Crossing between planes. It felt like everyone in The Universe could feel me Right, that was the psychotic God Complex, don’t remind me
But how could one person understand the universal consciousness so intricately?
Maybe Travis Scott became an artistic representation of the greats and the acid
Or because of a subconscious foundation in my favorite Kid Cudi ballads
When I finally saw those music videos, I thought I found something magic It felt like I was the one who dove into something so delicate yet imminently tragic But please, I narrowly escaped, Take It Back, you can have it And now like Eclipse my sanity starts to slip: Again, I can feel that magic
And be like, “Holy Shit, There Is So Much Symbolism Here I-Could-Write-A-30-Fucking-Page-Essay-About-It”
It was the glue. It was the lines to all the weird dots in my head But was that psychotic, too?
I remember being like I Am The Twin. I Found The Flame I assigned you all as plot players in my fight against the dragon: A Fun Game I won’t go back there again. I literally fucking refuse. I never realized There was nothing tying me back to this plane
What? You think I’m insane? It’s all good, we all play our own version of this game
The Dark Night of the Soul I’m so glad, I can finally relax & feel whole
